Sandy’s pov
I step into the lobby of the large building and run my hand down my hair to steady myself. I blew out a breathe before walking into the lift. I press his floor button and held the purse tighter.
What if he isn’t around, what if he dosen’t want me back? What if I find another woman in there. I shook my head to shake off the thoughts. Think positively sandy. The lift door opens and I step out of the lift. I walk through the hallway and stop as I got to his door. I suck in my breath before ringing the bell. I bit my lower lip as I wait. I have never done this, gosh I’m so fuckin nervous.
I ring the bell again, my palms sweaty already. I didn’t get any reply. No sign that he’s in there. I turn the knob and it didn’t budge, he’s out. I cuss lowly in frustration. I can’t believe I wouldn’t be seeing him. I gave one last doleful look at the door before turning to walk out.
I had barely moved when the door creak opens. I turn to face the door as nervousness threatens to rip me apart. The door slowly opens and Dylan peeks his head out. I almost cry out at his face. He’s changed!. He looks so lean now. He’s grown a stubble. I rub my palm against my dress. Sandy what have you done!.
I watch him trail his gaze down my figure before his eyes stops on mine.
“What you doing here” I almost flinch at his tone. He sounds bored. I suck in a breathe before forcing my self to roll my eyes.
“I came to get my stuffs” I wanted my voice to sounds like one who’s angry, but it came out otherwise. He stare at me for a second.
“I’d have them brought to you by a delivery guy, you shouldn’t have showed up here at night dressed up like this” I try not to sigh, why his he acting this way, Dylan would never stare at me like this.
“Sorry if what I’m wearing bothers you, and I can’t wait for a delivery guy, I want to be sure I’ve left nothing behind” His gaze go dark for a moment as he stares at my bust. I knew he would probably be getting a hard on. Yes my plan is working!.
“Fine….. come in” He says and open the door wider. I walk in and he closes the door behind him. The lights were on and my eyes stops on one of the couches. My nerves tighten when I remember how we made out there endlessly. I turn to look at him and he was staring right at me.
“Start with my room, there are a lot of your things there” He tells me and move to sit on the couch. I nod and walk towards his room. I step into the room and close the door behind me. I lean against it and clench my fist. Oh God don’t tell me. he’s gotten over me!. I wouldn’t forgive myself. A strong smell hit my nose and I stare at the nightstand table, there’s a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine on it. I gape at it, Dylan dosen’t smoke!, and funnily he’s a teetotaller so why the drink!. My heart reached out to him and I restrain myself from running back in there and telling him I’m sorry and our differences would be settled on the bed. I shook my head and move to his closet. I threw it open and run my eyes along the dresses. My stuffs were a bit much. I begin to take out my dresses. I was done in few minutes which seems like eternity. I close the closet slowly.
I thought seeing me would make him crazy and he’d apologize, but I guess he didn’t work tonight. I’m the guilty one, so I owe him an apology. I would, if only he’d make the first move.
“You taking a lot of time Sandy” I hear him say. I bit my lip
“I’m almost done” I voice out without looking at him, so he wouldn’t notice my teary face. I put them on the bed and brought out an empty bag, stuffing the clothes inside, I was aware of his eyes on me.
My heart skips a beat when I hear him walking towards me. I suck in my breath, as I felt him close, waiting for his arm to wrap round my waist. I was aching for it, but he brush past me and open his closet. Tears cloud my eyes at his cold demeanour. He sits on the bed and I spare him a sideways glance. He puts on a pair of sneakers. I straighten up.
He’s going out tonight? . No I can’t bear this anymore.
“Where you going Dylan” My voice comes out choky.. he fastens the laces and gets up. I stare at him with my bag of stuffs in hand. Just say sorry Dylan!.
“That ain’t your business remember?” I flinch at his words and bit my lips hard.
“So we’re done for good huh?” Tears pool in my eyes and he scoffs.
“I’ve got to go now Sandy… you know your way out” He brush past me as the tears fall. I swallow a bitter lump in my throat and bite back my tears. I brush it off and sniff. I’ve lost him, and it was due to my pride. I could have just told him how sorry I am, but he’s been the one always doing it and I’ve gotten used to it. I sniff and walk out of the apartment, closing the door softly behind me. I twist the key into the lock and pull it out. I place it under the doormat and walk into the lift.
I place a palm over my mouth to muffle my sobs. He’s left me for good, due to my pride. I’d never forgive myself if I see him with another girl. I step out of the lift and out of the building. I walk to my car and slide in, I ignite the engine and drive off. I’d barely gotten far when the sobs took over my sanity. I park the car and hit the steering furiously. I rest my head against the wheels as I sob loudly. I’m such a loser!
Emilia’s pov
I stare at the figure leaning against the doorframe as the feelings I thought I had killed return once more, this time more fiercer. I took in his calm but piercing gaze, his hands stuck deep in his slacks and his plain shirt doing nothing to hide his abs.
My toes curl as my nerves tingle crazily. We stare at each other for what seems like eternity, before he gets off the door. My breath caught in my throat as he stride close to me, he looks more cuter than before, his hair looks so soft and curly than before. I long to run my fingers in it. His lips….
“I told you… I’d come back… for you” He says, his voice husky, making me nervous. I part my lips open but couldn’t talk. I felt his fingers on the side of my face, he trail it down till his thumpad brushes my lips. My skin warms up.
“Was I away long enough for you to decipher your feelings for me” He whispers and I fist my palm to ease the nervousness.
“Tell me it’s enough cos I’m never letting you out of my sight ever again… small ass” He leans down and I back out immediately.
“What… what are you doing here liam” I manage to say. my voice betraying me. He straightens up.
“Just came to check up on you….” He mutters and stuck his hands back in his pockets. I suddenly wish he hadn’t taken his hands off. I tuck back my hair.
“I’m doing fine liam… you can see that can’t you?” I mutter bitterly. No calls, no text messages from him for two weeks, and I can see how he coped without me.
“I wanna badly kiss you small ass… I’m being a gentleman by not grabbing you and going for it right?” He smirks and fold his arm. The rawness if his words almost left me breathless. I walk to the closet so I was far from him.
“It’s risky being here liam, you should go” His dark gaze finds mine. He nods.
“Fine… take good care small ass” I gasp out lowly as I watch him walk out of the door. Huh!, so quick. He’s going out of my life again, probably never going to come back. My heartbeat runs wild. I sniff and before I could think twice I bolt out of the room, racing after him, through the hallway and I stop when I found him in the living room, he turns on hearing my footsteps and I fly into his arms, sobbing into his chest.
His arms wraps protectively around my waist. I sob against his chest, wrapping my arms around him and breathe in his scent, I missed this, everything about him.
“Don’t you ever leave me liam” I say as I sob. He tightens his grip on me a bit. I nestle in his arms as I sob, letting out the pains I tried to keep these past weeks without seeing him. I never knew how much I missed him until now.
“Shhh…” He coos as he runs his hands down my back.
“I didn’t plan on leaving okay…” He mutters against my hair.
I sniff and stop my tears. I withdraw and I stare up at him, his blue gaze piercing mine, making me feel safe, the one I’d come to fall for. His thumbpad brushes off my tears.
“I missed you liam” I say truthfully, my voice barely above a whisper. His smirking face stares down at me. His arms still around my waist and my palms pressed against his chest.
“It was way too long for you to have waited… I fell for you the moment you came into my apartment that rainy night”
The suddenness of my confession startled him, and me also. I knew I loved him all along, I was only playing dumb. My lips stretch into a small smile, as he stare down at me, a smile tugging at his lips.
“Yeah liam… I.. love you, with my all, with every ounce of my breath.” I mutter as his gaze goes dark.
He lowers his head and capture my lips in a gentle kiss, that rocked my world. I close my eyes at the feel of his lips on mine. I wrap my arms around him and part my lips, letting him in.
It was breathless as his arms curl around me protectively. I kiss back, savouring every bit of his lips, I kissed back twice as bad as he did, twice as much. I missed him, missed this. I love the way he tastes in my mouth. Sweet, passionate, like soothing balm.
We pull away breathlessly, my cheeks heating up in a blush. I didn’t regret that. I had wanted the kiss badly. He cups my cheeks.
“You’re all pink from blushing too hard you know” He smirks and I giggle, swatting his hand away. I plump down on the couch and he sits beside me, drawing me close, his arm around my shoulders as I rest my head on his chest.
“I wanted to go with you that night liam… but I was just confused. I didn’t want to rush things, i wanted to make sure i was really in love with you, wanted to know if I could stay without you….” I sigh as I remember that day.
“I guess I was wrong” I mutter lowly. He uses his free hand to tuck my hair back.
“I had to respect your decision small ass, it was the least I could do. I had asked a lot from you, I didn’t wanna ask for more. Two weeks was hell small ass” He groans and I laugh. I sit up and entwine my hands.
“So do you mind telling me what those rat faced cops did?” He rolls his eyes dramatically and I giggle. I sigh and told him all that had happened. The encounter with the cops, my sick state and sandy and Becky’s breakups that almost cost our friendship. He run his fingers through his hair.
“Those cops…. I’m sure not done with them yet” He says through clenched teeth.
“Liam!.. it’s okay, they are only doing thier job”
“Fuck me!… its not okay, they put your life at risk!” He blurts out. His words made me remember the door incident.
“Liam… did you break into the apartment?” He arch his brows at me.
“Break in, no fuckin way I’m not a thief… did anything happen” I bit my lip.
“Umm… when I got back I found out it was open” His face turns cold. He sprang up immediately and drew a gun out of his pockets. He cocked it and look around.
“liam!, what is wrong!” I ask in fear, standing up too, is someone in here.
“If you’re right that someone came in here, its not the cops…. its worse than the cops” His voice sounds ominous and I shiver in fear. Gosh not now. His eyes looks around the living room and i follow his gaze. It finally stops on the washing machine. I hear low beeping sounds from something in the machine.
“Godamit!!” He yells loudly. He threw the gun to the floor grab me by the hand and we are running down the stairs, my heart thudding against chest.
“Liam what’s wrong!” I call out in alarm. My leg hits a stool and I fell.
“Shit!!” He yanks me up roughly and we rush into the door.
“Climb up now!” He yells and pushes me forward. I shakily climb up the railings and he follows behind. What’s happening my subconscious screams. I was barely out of the tunnel when a defeaning explosion hit my ears. I scream as I felt liam fall on me. A hot metal pierce my cheeks and unable to breathe… I slip into unconsciousness.
Becky’s pov
I press the phone against my ear and stir the cup of coffee.
“So are you gonna be free today” I ask Harry as I take a sip.
“No baby… but I could take two hours out of my schedule… just to be with you” I blush.
“Okay so where should we meet your house or mine” He chuckles.
“None… I’d take you out for lunch, I’d pick you up by four, dress… sexy” he drawls the last part.
“Awww…. that’s so sweet of you, love you harry” He chuckles.
“Love you more baby… gotta go now okay, I’d give you a call later”
“Okay hun, take care.. kisses” I giggle and hung up. I got off the stool and twirl round, grinning widely. My life is a lot better with harry in it. I wanted more of this. Damn! now I know what it feels like to be loved.
Jeez was sandy and Dylan too busy to call she’d be staying over for the night!!” I huff and swipe my screen as I try her line. I press it against my ears, ready to scream at her.
it wasn’t reachable. I frown and try once more and it was switched off. Jeez really!… she even had to switch her phone off. I chuckle and try Dylan line.
He picks up immediately.
“Hi Dylan….” I giggle. There was a long pause.
“What do you want Becky!” He finally says, flatly. I arch my brows at his harsh tone.
“The least you could have done is call me last night that sandy is sleeping over you know” I say tauntingly. He scoffs lowly.
“Sandy isn’t here, she left last night” He deadpanned.
” What!, but I’ve been trying her line and it’s switched off!, why wouldn’t she tell me she’s isn’t staying at your place” He sighs.
“She came to get her stuffs and left, we aren’t together…. where could she be” His voice drops to the caring one. I shrug.
“Maybe she slept at Emilia’s, I’d call her…. and Dylan, you should really sort things out with sandy, she misses you and I’m sure you do” He puffs out a breath.
“Thanks Becky” He says and hung up. I frown, that’s unlike sandy. She always calls to tell me she’d be sleeping over. I shrug and tried Emilia line. It was switched off too. Okay now this is weird. Why would their phones be flat. I sigh as bad thoughts pop into my mind. I step out of the kitchen and after stuffing some few dollar bills into my pocket, I walk out of the apartment. I’d stop by her apartment then.
I got out of the cab cos the traffic was a bit serious along the road leading to Emilia apartment. Why is traffic so slow here, its usually traffic free. I huff and begin to walk briskly. Somehow I felt something was off.
My suspicions where confirmed when I hear the distant wailings of fire fighters van. I cross the street quickly as my eyes stop on the huge smoke rising up into the clouds.
Oh no! don’t tell me a house got burnt. I hasten my steps since Emilia lived in the same street. An ambulance was parked closed to her compound, there was a large crowd and I gasp. What happened! I rush towards the crowd, making my way past them, perspiration gathering on my forehead. I make my way to the front of the crowds and froze to my spot at the sight of the compound, or what used to be a compound.
There was a barricade, preventing people from entering. Cops where in the compound. I stare at the black huge smokes rising from the house that was in ruins. I clamp my palm against my mouth as I stare at the apartments, blown up terribly like a massive explosion had happened. I took a step back and shook my head slowly. No!, this can’t be happening… No! no! no! I let out a soul wrenching scream as I saw ambulance attendants wheeling people out of the compound on stretchers.